บท 99: Chapter 99: Establishing the Tribunal
Three months later.
Under the leadership of the King's Court, the reconstruction of the Upper Hive was in full swing.
Now, the local branches of the Ecclesiarchy in the Upper Hive had been rebuilt, and more and more newly ordained priests were starting to preach.
With the comforting efforts of the priests and the law enforcement officers maintaining order, the Upper Hive's stability was largely restored.
All the industrial zones were functioning smoothly, ramping up the production of various weapons and supplies.
Phase three of the Green Wave farm had also been completed, with the expected crop yield able to sustain the entire Upper Hive.
Plans for reclaiming the Lower Hive had been put on the agenda, and the Defense Force had undergone another round of large-scale recruitment.
With full mobilization, the Defense Force was expected to expand to 500,000 soldiers, and they would complete their training within six months.
By that time, the Defense Force's arsenal of armored tanks, self-propelled artillery, energy cannons, and standard-issue lasguns would be ready as well.
Once the weapons were secured, the Defense Force could officially begin operations.
The countdown to the reclaiming of the Lower Hive had started—six months to go!
In addition to religion, industry, and the military, Eden had also been paying close attention to internal affairs.
He had established a new department for civil affairs under the Ministry of Internal Affairs, led by Popov from the Secretariat, to implement various policies benefiting the public.
This move was warmly welcomed by the citizens, who increasingly supported and adored their benevolent Governor.
"Ah~ I don't want to work..."
Eden had just returned from the opening ceremony of the Loyalist Academy. Back in his Governor's Office at the spire residence, he collapsed onto his specially made sofa, feeling like a salted fish.
The nonstop work in recent days had exhausted him.
But he hadn't been lying down for long before Linda, the head maid, walked in with the maids.
Linda took the warm towel from one of the maids and gently wiped Eden's face, easing his fatigue.
Seeing how attentively the head maid took care of him, Eden felt a warmth in his heart:
"You're really too good!"
Hearing the Governor praise her, Linda blushed slightly, her heart racing.
She hesitated for a moment before reminding him:
"Governor, you need to get up."
As she spoke, Linda tidied Eden's appearance, adjusting his clothing close to him: "Lord Deville from the Secretariat is waiting to see you..."
Eden: ???
Are you a devil?
Reluctantly, Eden gritted his teeth and stood up, regaining the dignity of a Governor.
After all, he had arranged all this work himself.
In Warhammer 40K Universe, slacking off wasn't an option. As Governor, Eden was the only hope for the people of Urth—billions of citizens were counting on him for salvation.
This wasn't just for the people; it was for himself too.
If one day the Chaos Daemons invaded or the Orks or Tyranids attacked, what could he do without strength? Wait for death?
No, he had to fight, and fight hard!
In the future, when his territory expanded and the situation stabilized, Eden planned to write a book called The Struggles of Eden Grant.
He wanted everyone to know how he, Eden Grant, worked hard to create a new empire.
Eden sat down in the Governor's seat and pulled out a stack of documents from memory, starting to read through them.
These were the family archives of Deville, a member of the Secretariat.
The archives had been specially retrieved from the vast records by servitors at Eden's request, a task that had taken considerable time.
Most of the families loyal to the Governor had detailed archives stored in the record vault, a symbol of honor.
Deville's family, the Rapp family, had been slaves in the Black Mines a thousand years ago, only gaining their freedom after being liberated by Eden's ancestors.
In the centuries that followed, the Rapp family worked tirelessly to rise through the ranks.
Starting as overseers in the Lower Hive's factories, they gradually worked their way into the Upper Hive over several generations, eventually becoming officials in the logistics department of the King's Court.
It was at this point that their position stabilized.
Being a family of ordinary bloodline, formerly slaves, they had no further path for advancement.
But even so, theirs was a position many could only dream of.
King's Court officials held their posts as hereditary titles.
As long as they remained loyal and didn't make any grave mistakes, the descendants of the Rapp family could live in the Upper Hive, looking down upon the masses in the Lower Hive.
Of course, this came at a price.
According to the archives, since becoming hereditary officials in the logistics department, eight members of the Rapp family had died or been killed in service over the last 500 years.
The Rapp family's descendants had done everything to hold onto this position.
Having studied their family history so thoroughly, none of them ever wanted to return to the darkness of the Lower Hive.
That was a fate worse than death.
Eden fell silent as he read through the Rapp family's archives. It had been no easy feat for them.
From the documents, Eden saw the Rapp family's defining traits: absolute loyalty and unrelenting effort.
It was through these qualities that the Rapp family had risen from overseers to their current status.
Deville had inherited these fine traditions—loyal and hardworking.
According to the records, Deville had faced several attacks while working in the logistics department, always charging to the front lines.
In the most recent record, he had saved an official named Popov during a heretic attack, suffering serious injuries in the process.
After reading Deville's file, Eden nodded in satisfaction.
Loyal, fearless, intelligent, and with great learning and adaptability.
Such qualities were rare among King's Court officials.
He was exactly the type of person Eden was looking for.
"Go... Governor, sir."
Deville entered the Governor's office, led by a maid, maintaining impeccable manners, though he appeared slightly nervous.
"Take a seat," Eden said casually as he moved to sit on the sofa, motioning for Deville to sit across from him.
Deville hesitated for a moment but quickly sat down.
His body sank into the soft sofa, something he wasn't used to—most chairs in the King's Court were stiff and hard.
As Deville watched the Governor across from him, still browsing through documents, he felt a mixture of fear and honor.
He had entered the Governor's office.
Something the Rapp family hadn't achieved in generations.
Though his family lived in the Upper Hive, they were still far from the lofty spires of the Governor's residence.
And now, he had made it!
At the same time, Deville couldn't help but feel a tinge of expectation.
In recent days, many of his colleagues from the Secretariat had been assigned to various important positions.
That coward Popov, after leaving the Governor's office, had been appointed head of the newly established civil affairs department.
Yet Deville's future remained uncertain.
He had felt quite disheartened, even ashamed, believing he hadn't lived up to the Governor's expectations.
But now, the Governor had summoned him, proving he still had greater value.
Eden finally stopped going through the files.
Damn these paper documents—he had accidentally mixed them up and had spent all this time reorganizing them.
He handed the documents to Deville:
"These are the archives for the new secret organization of the King's Court—the Tribunal.
You will become the High Inquisitor of this new organization, responsible for leading and establishing it..."
(End of Chapter)
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